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When Shen Nanxing woke up, Xiao Man was lying beside him and snoring with a sense of security. It was a little dark outside, and he couldn't tell the time.

He turned over, but he didn't touch anyone he was familiar with.

He looked up with question marks in his head, but there was no one in the room.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the time, it was already 10:30 in the morning, Shen Nanxing didn't think of it at all, there was an indescribable feeling in his body, tired and full of tiny squirming.

Lu Shengkuo has already cleaned up the mess of last night's nonsense, and went out for a run... and stretched in the gym...

Is it so energetic?

Shen Nanxing felt a little bit that last night he had a vain and beautiful dream, but fortunately Lu Shengkuo pushed open the bedroom door when he heard the movement.

Without saying a word, he watched his hair half-dry, and then he put on an underwear and got into bed, with the freshness and coldness of toothpaste.

Boss Shen, who was originally warm and warm, felt that he was getting hotter...

Lu Shengkuo's fingertips were a little cold, and Shen Nanxing shuddered when he touched it, his muscles tensed up.

A soft, lingering kiss fell on Shen Nanxing's lips, and the lips were easily opened for his tan. This kind of rainy day is just right, not too hot and sticky, nor too cold to make people uncomfortable , the heat in the thin quilt was steaming, Shen Nanxing reached out and hooked Lu Shengkuo's neck.

Lu Shengkuo's palms were so warm and comfortable.

When his breath became hot from entanglement, Lu Shengkuo let go of him, and lightly pecked him from the corner of his forehead to his chin.

The night before, both of them were a little crazy. Lu Shengkuo was so gentle as to comfort a child, but he touched his teeth and asked, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Last night, Shen Nanxing bit off all the flower stems, and when it was done, he muttered in a low voice and complained that his teeth were a little uncomfortable.

Lu Shengkuo looked at his teeth carefully, causing him to raise his chin high, watching his Adam's apple swallow and slide, and let out a vague "hmm".

"And this." Lu Shengkuo nodded.

The memory of Shen Nanxing came out like a tidal wave, he flinched reflexively, his neck turned red.

His feeling was very strange. The feeling left by the roses last night came back this morning, and he really understood what it means to be full of blood...

There was surprise in Lu Shengkuo's eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched, and he stretched out his hand to help him get up without saying a word.

Shen Nanxing's chin was pressed against the top of his head, and the smell of rose-scented shampoo filled his nostrils. It was hard not to think that this person deliberately used this scented shampoo and gently held his fangs Grind him.

Covering his mouth, the corners of Shen Nanxing's eyes turned red, his breathing fluctuated for a few beats, and he couldn't help pressing his head with his other hand, fingers running through the hair clumps.

"Brother Shen," Lu Shengkuo pressed his hand on him, "I can't breathe if I hug him too tightly."

He raised his head to kiss him.

Shen Nanxing was so ashamed that he felt hot, and put more force on his arms, wrapping his arms around his neck, in exchange for a shallow chuckle.

Suddenly the phone rang, and Shen Nanxing thought it was Jin Qi and the others calling, so he ignored it, but when the second and third rang, he felt something was wrong.

Turning over, Lu Shengkuo was half-sitting, and Shen Nanxing straightened up to reach for the mobile phone on the bedside table.

The note on the screen made him gasp: "Comrade Shen!"

The movements of Lu Shengkuo's hands also stopped immediately.

It was the third time Lu Daxing had dinner with Comrade Shen, and he was more tense than ever before, and his black shirt was neatly buttoned.

Shen Nanxing was a bit imaginary, the feeling of being caught in the heat during the day was too strong, he was wearing a neat white shirt, and he added a black high collar and a slim fit inside to cover the marks on his neck.

When going out, it started to drizzle, but it was not enough to match, when Song Su came in, he was stunned: "Is it cold outside?"

"No," Shen Nanxing said hoarsely, and quickly pretended to clear his throat, "I have a bit of a cold."

"No matter how busy you are, you have to pay attention to your health." Song Su said while looking for cold medicine in the medicine cabinet.

So a few minutes later, Shen Nanxing sat in front of old Comrade Shen with a cup in his arms, having an active psychological experience for the first time.

"Tell me, Comrade Shen, why are you thinking behind my back? You have learned to form cliques." Now that Lu Shengkuo is here, Shen Nanxing still shows that he already knows.

"Wh... What are you thinking about? What are you forming a clique?" Shen Linghe was still stubborn, and snorted, "I was just lest you bother me if something happened, do you know how many shareholders and old foxes are watching you? I don't know the weight of things."

The old comrade had been thinking about it for a long time. The son had been silent a few times before, but today he came over with raised eyebrows, as if he had suddenly recovered his memory.

Shen Nanxing looked at him deeply, and the study fell into a moment of silence.

He called people: "Old Shen."

Shen Linghe: "Whoever is cautious with you, I am your father!"

"..."

In the end, Shen Linghe wanted to drive him out, the shortest conversation ever, but when he came to the door, he was stopped again.

Shen Linghe's old fox-like eyes were dimmed, and his eyes were a little strange: "You just changed companies, are you busy?"

Talking about Shen Nan Xing was exciting, and his waist straightened a little: "It's okay, there are only dozens of orders a day, and I still work overtime when I go home."

Comrade Shen’s voice began to resent iron’s weakness: “Since you’re so busy, you should restrain yourself a little bit. Xiao Kuo will go to the set tomorrow, right? I’m tired too. Don’t think I can’t see why you two are wearing this suit today.” Something happened."

Xiao Kuo, tomorrow, still, going, the crew, right?

People, home, also, quite, tired, right?

Isn't your son tired? This is it?

Shen Nanxing curled his lips, but it was not easy to talk about this matter, so he could only chew and swallow what was in his heart.

It was Shen Beiyue who found that the atmosphere at the table was delicate. The elder brother who usually dealt with Comrade Shen and Daxing Lu fell silent, and listened to Shen Linghe and Lu Shengkuo's questions and answers with frowning eyes.

During the period, Shen Linghe also asked Lu Shengkuo about his plans on the way to perform, only to see Lu Daxing's eyes were a little dazed, and he turned to look at his boyfriend.

"Boyfriend" held a pair of steamed meat with chopsticks between his hands as if he was watching a movie, and raised his eyebrows: "It's time to plan."

Shen Beiyue looked left and right, but unexpectedly, his brother added: "In our family, we all have to make a summary. Shen Beiyue has to do a summary of his studies at the end of the year, and you also have to do a one-year performance summary."

Shen Beiyue: "... When did it happen?"

Shen Nanxing: "It will start this year."

"........."

Shen Nanxing picked Lu Shengkuo's leg: "Any comments? Xiaokuo."

Xiao Kuo rolled his eyes and said he had no objection, but raised his toes, turned half a circle and lightly stepped on his instep, causing Shen Nanxing to raise his eyebrows again.

Lu Shengkuo had no objections, and he really talked about his plan. This TV series will be finished at the end of the year, and he will consider taking on a movie next year. It is not about the Anti-Japanese War, but it is a bit red.

Shen Nanxing could tell that Old Comrade Shen was overjoyed.

The old comrades feel that there is nothing more correct than this.

Shen Nanxing and Lu Shengkuo's feet were still under the feet, and he touched the people around him with his shoulder: "Can Bian Yi and the company agree? Is this what your fan base is looking at?"

"There will be a buffer." Lu Shengkuo did not dare to speak too loudly, "There will be a historical drama at the beginning of the year."

Qin Sangmo couldn't help much with the special program of the big TV station, he could only introduce the way. Lu Shengkuo had interviewed before joining this group, and it was passable. The role was not big, but the characters and lyrics were very good.

There are a lot of bosses there, Lu Shengkuo feels that he is content to be selected.

Shen Nanxing poured red wine and clinked glasses with him: "Then I wish you success next year in advance!"

Lu Shengkuo nodded amidst the crisp sound: "I also wish you success in the competition."

Shen Nanxing raised his eyebrows too many times today, each time with a different state of mind, and this time he was the happiest.

Although it was for Shen Nanxing's meal, it was the same as usual when he was free, and he didn't deliberately congratulate him.

Shen Beiyue ate the cake the most. He cut his head and asked his brother: "Brother, do you want to eat?"

The picture of the cake last night was still too clear, including the follow-up events. Shen Nanxing took a breath and pressed his head: "Nothing, it's so sweet, children like it."

Lu Shengkuo, who was about to learn how to play chess with Shen Linghe, turned his head when he heard the words.

Shen Nanxing laughed, felt drowsy after eating, the soreness in his body rose again, and he stretched himself: "Kid, I'm going to take a nap."

Lu Shengkuo: "Then I will accompany you."

"No, you stay with Comrade Shen."

Lu Shengkuo was a little unhappy at this moment, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.

Shen Nanxing closed the door of the room, and Lu Shengkuo was stunned to see if the cannon was not a cannon, and the car was not a car. It was a bit difficult to learn.

"You need to be calm when playing chess." Shen Linghe's voice was very slow, without raising his head, he looked at the chessboard, "When the mind is calm, the hand holding the piece will be stable, and one step at a time will not move randomly."

He was indeed in a bit of a mess. After Shen Nanxing followed him into the water, every step actually carried the arrogance of overturning the chessboard.

He took a deep breath, and took a last look at the door of Shen Nanxing's room, and suddenly his heart calmed down, and he frowned slightly and followed little by little to learn.

When Jin Qi found out that something was wrong with Shen Nanxing, he saw a sexy black dress in his office.

The black dress is veil-like, and so is the skirt, but it is decorated with a layer of rose petals, which is quite fairy-tale, but it is detached and childish, and it is rushing towards a vaguely sexy.

Jin Qi circled the skirt three times and couldn't help but click tut: "Boss, you have changed."

This is a female star walking the red carpet, and it is specially made into a tube top style, which can highlight the star's collarbone and neck.

Shen Nanxing was cutting the black gauze to be decorated, and raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Jin Qi squeezed his chin: "The artistic atmosphere is still there, but it has given birth to another... fanatical? Sexy? Style."

Shen Nanxing: "..."

Some things are just coincidences. Lu Shengkuo made a fuss a few days ago, and he made a list in the same way. For this reason, he said a few words to Lu Shengkuo inexplicably.

At that time, Lu Shengkuo only sent a staring and confused emoji, but after realizing it, he sent several hahaha emojis in succession.

When he got home at night, he took photos of the samples to the client, and took a shower while waiting for the news. After washing, he saw that the black gauze tape from before was still in the corner of the closet.

It was still washed, he smelled it, and it smelled like roses.

Shen Nanxing:

-[picture]

- You didn't throw it away?What are you keeping?

He was a bit pissed off, thinking what to do, now this cheeky thing keeps this, and it needs to be recycled?

When Lu Shengkuo replied to the message, the customer had already indicated that he could come to try it the next day.

The innocence in Lu Shengkuo's words is very false:

-I think he looks like a scrap that can be used.

Shen Nanxing:

- Is your definition of offcuts so unique?

Lu Shengkuo was quiet for a few seconds, as if he was seriously thinking about the definition of "what can be called leftovers", and finally replied a few words:

-It does not seem to be leftovers.

- but I want to keep it.

- Might use it next time.

next time.

may.

Still need to use.

Lu Shengkuo was ready to take over the next game. As soon as he stood up, his phone vibrated several times. It was a voice message from Shen Nanxing:

- "Lu Shengkuo, are you addicted?"

- "What day is on your mind!"

- "I threw things away."

- "Hurry up and beat Lu Shengkuo when you come back!"

Bian Yi came over with the water, and was stunned when he was about to speak. He saw their usually calm brother Sheng holding his phone and clicking on the voice message over and over again.

There is no big ups and downs in the expression, but the tails of the eyes are raised.

The author has something to say:

Thank you for the drumbeating 1 Lei, hug~